Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Hoop and stick







There are many achievements my children strive for; many achievements they rush towards, gallop over, then bound away in their hectic stride, forgetful on their journey to somewhere else.

None of the achievements that thrill me are marked by certificates, levels, signed papers, claps and cups.

The achievements that take away my breath, catch my heart, inspire me, are reached with their sudden laughter, frantic activity, burst of life; they take us all by surprise, are impossible to follow; I twist and turn to see them, and cannot capture each moment of triumph. They are swirls of light, falling stars, sweeping vapour trails across the ice, my children, triumphant, alive, exploring all, eyes wide open, laughing, impulse, and I think, watch out world.

6 comments:

sharon said...

All we can ask is that they are happy and healthy, the rest is icing on the cake.

Katherine said...

Watch out world indeed. I'm watching your girls with great interest. (I hope they have blogs when they are older!)

Heather said...

Brilliant to see then like that isn't it, running, laughing, completely caught up in the moment.

kellyi said...

Ooooh, gave me goose bumps.

Grit said...

hi folks, thank you for your comments. oh to have that childhood bounce back again.

sunnymama said...

What a lovely post! :)